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• Sticky Situation   Chapter 14: Dinner

  Ana's POV"What the---. I mutter as I re-read the text.Who's this? I reply.Your beloved stalker My beloved what?Lol, guessI had a hectic day so my brain is drained. I can't guess.Okay then.It's your one nightstand My one night, oh.How did you get my contact because I don't remember giving it to you?Don't worry, I took it when you were sleeping."Damn, I should have put my phone on lock mode," I grumble to no one in particular.Oh, I get. I text back.So, can we meet for dinner?I sit still, gawking at my phone while pondering my response.

• Sticky Situation   Chapter 13: Stressed

  Ana's POV"Why the hell do I keep waking up to a ringing phone," I mumble to myself in a groan. Sitting up to glare in the location of the ringing device. I rise off the bed to snatch the crap in anger about to growl at the person who dares disturb my sleep on a Mon--"Shit it's Monday," I utter absentmindedly, forgetting I am on the phone with someone until she speaks."Yeah, it's Monday alright, and you're late." She growls her voice sounding familiar."Glory?" I suspect after I retrieve the phone from my ear for a second to see who is phoning."So you didn't even know it was me." She scoffs "And I repeat, you're late.""Wait, late for what?" I interrogate, uncertain of what she is babbling about."Late for the art exhibition at Pencildecimo's headquarters which started

• Sticky Situation   Chapter 12: Family

  Ana's POV"Hmmm?" I blurt, avoiding the question."Ogechi what are you wearing?" Dad questions, his voice sterner this time."Strippers attire," Nuel mutters under his breath, compelling me to send a fierce glare in his path."Clothes," I reply stupidly as I am sure Oluchi is rolling her eyes at my answer."Is that what you wore to church?" Mom queries, a scary look in her eyes."Uhmm." I clear my throat, unable to form sensible words."The truth Ma, is t

• Sticky Situation   Chapter 11: Shit!

  Ana's POVThe sound of a ringing phone wakes me from my little nap.I whine, not wanting to get up from the comfy pillow my head rests on. Hold on, it is his chest."Babe pick up your phone," he booms beneath me in a rough, sexy voice."Just let it ring," I grunt, not having the resilience or zeal to get up and answer it."Guess I wore you out again hmm?" He murmurs in my hair."You gave me a good pounding, I must admit, my thighs are so sore." I chuckle in response."Anyway beautiful, at least answer the phone, I'm tired of its constant ringing," he grumbles."Okay, but you owe me some more of that juicy cock." I wiggle, sending him a smirk."I wouldn't want to pass up on that, your pussy is heaven." He beams, pecking my collarbone."Pass me my phone then," I tell, signaling for my fone that sits o

• Sticky Situation   Chapter 10: Him

  Mature ContentBe warned Ana's POV"Holy shit," I moan after I feel his finger roughly enter me."You wanna finish this somewhere else?" He quizzes, his voice sounding strained like he is making an effort to restrain himself from causing a scene right here in the middle of the dancefloor."Heck yes!" I exclaim and nip my lower lip to stop myself from screaming in ecstasy when he skids a second finger into my dripping pussy."Follow me," He mutters after he removes his fingers from inside me, provoking me to sigh in disappointment.I adjust myself as I tug down my bralette and straighten my skirt before I accept his outstretched palm and follow him in the location of the elevators.The elevator doors unlock, to which we step in. I can't take my eyes off him as he offers me that hungry look that can drench my

• Sticky Situation   Chapter 9: Party

  Ana's POV"Well, we are here," I pronounce with a smirk. "Let's go shake that booty.""No, no, calm down tiger," Oluchi blurts, holding on to me tightly as if I am about to fly away, which technically I will. "First, let me get you that barbecue I promised before you scamper away to get laid.""I love you." I beam and glimpse at my surroundings, noting how crowded this place is. The music is on at full blast, disco lights are flaring around, beautiful people everywhere, some smiling, others just talking, drinks in their hands, some others on the dancefloor grinding on each other."I love you too, but I don't see any barbecue here, let's just head over to the food stand and take whatever we want," Oluchi speaks loudly, referring to the food tables, a little distance away from where we are."What are we waiting for, let's go," I retort, before striding in that